She seems ok...

Four women stood there now, dressed exactly as they’d been when they first walked in. Modest clothes, hair neat, no makeup smudges, no markings, no fluids. They looked confused, blinking, glancing around like they’d just woken up from a nap.

“You lot can go crazy sometimes,” The hypnotist said with a laugh. “Knowing ‘magic’ sure comes in handy.”

The audience kept clapping. He bowed to the women, deep, theatrical, then thanked them for their participation. They filed off the stage one by one, still dazed, heading toward the exits.

At the same moment the massive vault doors rumbled open behind the audience, bolts sliding back, cool air rushing in from the hallway.

Chuck felt the invisible hold on his body release. His arms, legs, voice, all his again. He stood fast, chair scraping loudly.

Katie reached their table right then. She looked exactly like she had before the show, red cocktail dress back on, hair in its fancy updo, no marker on her forehead, skin clean. But her eyes were wide, confused.

“Chuck?” she said, voice small. “Why do you look so worried? What happened?”

He grabbed her hand, tight, like she might vanish again and looked back at the stage.

The hypnotist was watching him. Those red lenses in the mask locked on Chuck’s face. Chuck couldn’t look away. Couldn’t blink. The eyes behind the mask felt like they were pulling him in, holding him there.

Katie shook his arm. “Chuck?”

The spell broke. He blinked hard, shook his head.

“We have to leave,” he said, voice rough. “Now.”

He pulled her toward the exit, fast, not looking back. The crowd was already moving, people standing, chatting, heading for the doors. Katie stumbled a little in her heels but kept up, squeezing his hand back.

They didn’t stop until they were in the elevator, doors closing behind them

As they got in their car, Katie turned to him in the passenger seat, still smoothing her dress like nothing had happened.

“Chuck? What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

He started the engine, hands tight on the wheel. “I’m just… glad you’re back.”

“Back?” She frowned, tilting her head. “From what?”

He swallowed. “I’ll explain everything once we’re home. Promise.”

She studied his face for a second longer, then nodded slowly. “Okay. But you’re scaring me a little.”

The car pulled out of the hotel valet lane. Silence stretched between them, thick, uncomfortable. Chuck kept his eyes on the road, replaying every second of the show in his head, trying to convince himself it was over. That it had all been a nightmare he could wake up from.

Then Katie’s phone pinged.

She glanced down at the screen. Her breathing slowed, deep, deliberate inhales like she was steadying herself. Chuck glanced over.

“What is it?”

She didn’t answer. Just turned the phone so he could see.

Notification from Xander.

“Hey Katie, I’ve booked you for today. Here’s the address. Don’t be late for your job.”

The words slammed into Chuck’s mind.

Job.

Katie’s job.

It clicked, cold, obvious, inevitable. Of course, Katie had to do her job!

He didn’t say a word. Just turned the wheel toward the address in the message.

Sixteen minutes later they were parked outside Xander’s house, a nice place in the suburbs, lights on in the windows, curtains half drawn. Katie unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over and kissed Chuck softly on the cheek.

“I love how supportive you are,” she said quietly. “Most guys wouldn’t wait.”

Chuck **** a smile. “It’s my duty. I’ll be right here until you’re done.”

She smiled back, warm, genuine, the same smile she’d given him for five years. Then she stepped out of the car.

As she walked toward the entrance she reached down, grabbed the hem of her red cocktail dress, and pulled it up over her head in one smooth motion. Folded it once, set it neatly on the low hedge beside the walkway like it was laundry she’d pick up later. She shook her head, letting her hair fall free from the updo, black strands tumbling loose around her shoulders. Giving it one quick toss to settle it.

Chuck watched her with a strange, hollow pride. Of course her uniform had to look good. She couldn’t show up messy.

She reached the door, struck a sexy pose, one hip cocked, hand on the frame, chest forward and rang the bell.

Xander opened it almost immediately. An easy grin spread from ear to ear the second he saw her.

Katie’s voice came out sultry, practiced. “You ordered a waitress for the evening, sir?”

Xander didn’t answer with words. Just reached out, cupped both her breasts through the lace bra she still wore, squeezed once, then pulled her inside by the waist. The door closed behind them with a soft click.

Chuck sighed. It was a difficult job. Being there when people needed her. Katie needed all the support she could get.

He pulled out his phone, thumbed open his usual apps, hoping to pass the time with something mindless. Jerk off to a hot model’s ass pics, maybe. Something normal.

A notification popped up from one of the influencers he followed, Delilah Kane. He’d always loved her gym body: tight abs, strong legs, the way she posed her ass in tight leggings. He tapped it.

Her latest post was an excited announcement. She was transitioning into a mukbang channel. Full-time. And she’d started an OnlyFans where she’d eat everything naked.

Chuck stared at the screen for a long second.

Crazy how people just go off the deep end like that.

Still, he clicked the link. Subscribed with the quick-tap payment he’d used before. And opened her page.

A new video thumbnail was loaded: Delilah smiling wide, face already smeared with something sticky, body bare, a massive plate of food in front of her.

Chuck pulled his cock out, already half-hard from the sight of the woman, it wasn’t going to be his proudedest wank.

But he had to pass the time somehow.

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